Funny Funny never was put here for that reason
Little out your wants so I can convey
Night will build over the silly sap
Light still confirms,
It unbottles, severely brings up routes
Routes that lead you to unnamed territories
What's a climb worth
if the opening is a closure
Softer scents helped to serve
But passion created needs
We rose over footsteps,
Lended our confirmations
But straightening it out
doesn't seem to fill the void

Now, where is a conversation?